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[Image text: VERTEX: Do you use the I Ching as a plotting device in your work? DICK: Once. I used it in The Man in the High Castle because a number of characters used it. In each case when they asked a question, I threw the coins and wrote the hexagram lines they got. That governed the direction of the book. Like in the end when Juliana Frink is deciding whether or not to tell Hawthorne Abensen that he is the target of assassins, the answer indicated that she should. Now if it had said not to tell him, I would have had her not go there. But I would not do that in any other book. VERTEX: What is the importance of the I Ching in your own life? DICK: Well, the I Ching gives advice beyond the particular, advice that transcends the immediate situation. The answers have an universal quality. For instance: "The mighty are humbled and the humbled are raised." If you use the I Ching long enough and continually enough, it will begin to change and shape you as a person. It will make you into a Taoist, whether or not you have ever heard the word, whether or not you want to be. ... DICK: I've been using the I Ching since 1961, and this is what I use it for, to show me a way of conduct in a certain situation. Now first of all it will analyze the situation for you more accurately than you have. It may be different than what you think. Then it will give you the advice. And through these lines a torturous, complicated path emerges through which the person escapes the tragedy of matrydom and the tragedy of selling out. He finds the great sense of Taoism, the middle way. I turn to it when I have that kind of conflict. --- And from an interview two years later[2]: Phil: I don't use the I Ching anymore. I'll tell ya, the I Ching told me more lies than anybody else I've ever known. The I Ching has a personality and it's (text cuts off here)]

Using AI tools to write kinda reminds me of how Phillip K Dick used the I Ching to write Man in High Castle but anyway I found these quotes from interviews about that and like

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Idealist City Guide: Bath

For a long time now, Bath’s photogenic sensibilities have been common knowledge across the entire country.  Certainly, ask any person that calls Bath home, and ninety-nine per cent of the time, they won’t hesitate in reminding you of that. This is all with very good reason, of course.

The ancient city of Bath, much improved by the Romans, is a World Heritage site and has a lengthy history that, arguably, refashions the space as different things to different people: where many come for the historic baths themselves, others come for honey-stone Georgian crescents or the city’s connections with Jane Austen. However, Bath is also a treasure trove of cool antiques, galleries and boutiques, perfect for administering that ‘edge’ or new life into your home. Considering the city’s eclectic range of boutique hotels and haute cuisine restaurants, the idea of escaping to Bath, even if just for a little while, has never sounded better.

Shopping

To say Silcox Son & Wicks has had a storied history with Bath is to understate the establishment’s relationship with the city. It’s a rather beautiful story that all started in 1900, when cabinetmaker Frank Silcox was, in Dickensian style, fired on the spot when asking for a pay raise. He then started his own furniture business, and was joined by his son and by Albert Wicks, establishing the brand name they still carry today. Since then, Silcox Son & Wicks has seen every style revolution in the book- from the age of Art Deco in the 1930’s through to the geometric frenzies of midcentury style and eighties Avant Garde modernist interiors. Their inventory reflects this. Their flagship store, housed over numbers Five to Seven New Street, features luxury furniture over three floors. From sofas to lamps, artwork to living room pieces, all can be found here.

Rossiters of Bath is an award-winning, design-led department store situated right in the heart of Bath’s historic Georgian streets. Their eclectic collection of carefully curated, Avant Garde to classically styled homeware, gifts and fashion is spread across the store’s four floors- which are interconnected in an Aladdin’s cave-like network of stairs and wood-panelled rooms. They stock everything from kitchenware- featuring brands like Emma Bridgewater and Cornishware, imported ceramics from Europe and the Middle East, luxury cushions, throws, dining ranges, fabrics and artwork. Their basement level is the only outlet of Winser London clothing that is found in the West. Having traded in Bath since 1961, Rossiters have developed a reputation for the high quality of their custom service. In their own words, ‘This is less a store, more a destination, so when you plan your visit make sure you leave plenty of time to get lost in its delicious interior.’

Having traded in Bath’s city centre for over three decades, Quiet Street Antiques has become something of a local institution. Stocking everything from authentic Gillows of Lancaster furniture, to antique clocks and barometers to writing boxes, tea caddies, sculptures and paintings, we’re confident that you find that particular something that can inject any space with a historical depth. Though Quiet Street Antiques feature select pieces on their website, the boutique’s wares are stocked in their entirety in the Bath store and are best enjoyed in the flesh.

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Beaux Arts is the longest-established commercial art gallery in Bath, and is the sister to Beaux Arts located on London’s Maddox Street. Situated in a period Georgian building beside the abbey, Beaux Arts specialise in the works of major 20th century painters, sculptors and ceramicists that include the likes of Dame Elisabeth Frink, John Bellany, Lynn Chadwick and Sir Terry Frost- to name just a few. Of its eight annual exhibitions, four are dedicated to showcasing the best of emerging talent. Contemporary artists represented by Beaux Arts include Anna Gillespie, Takeshi Yasuda, Emmanuel Cooper and Lucie Rie. If there’s something you’re after to make an artistic statement for your home, you will most definitely not be disappointed here.

Let’s Eat

After spending much of our time both shopping and absorbing Bath’s history, you’re sure to develop a bit of an appetite. And, if you’re a keen foodie, Bath will not disappoint. Dotted around its postcard-perfect lanes are some of the finest restaurants in the country, many of which are run by names from the upper echelons of the cooking world. Whether it’s gastro-pub, or something with a more continental flavour, or perhaps even a taste from around the world- all can be found here.

Menu Gordon Jones is the brainchild of the eponymous chef, bringing together culinary elements from his Scottish upbringing and his own, fresh approach to food. Everything featured on the restaurant’s plates is made in house by the Michelin acclaimed chef and team. The restaurant’s five-course lunch, and six-course dinner surprise menus display Gordon Jones’ artistry and innovative approach to cooking, whilst making the most of fresh, local ingredients sourced from suppliers that the restaurant work closely with. Ever pushing the boundaries, the menu is in a constantly changing. The best testament to Menu Gordon Jones’ brilliance are the countless rave reviews it has been the recipient of- to quote just one: ‘for sheer food IQ, Menu Gordon Jones is peerless’.

The Herd Steak Restaurant is a family run establishment. Their philosophy is simple: ‘best of British steak perfectly seared your way, together with carefully created complementary dishes and an outstanding wine list’. To bring this vision to life, The Herd Steak Restaurant sources meat of the finest provenance from the most local and trusted suppliers. Aberdeen Angus and Hereford Crosses are reared in Coulston and aged between twenty-one and twenty-eight days in Devizes. Paired with both quirky and traditional sides –your call- The Herd Steak Restaurant is a must for a superlative steak dining experience.

Since opening its doors in 1992, Green Park Brasserie has been doing things a little differently. The award-winning restaurant has developed a reputation for offering not only top-notch food, but similarly top-notch live jazz ensembles that perform at ‘the Braz’ on Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday evenings. Their beautifully composed menus are underpinned by locally sourced, high quality ingredients- achieved through close collaboration with local suppliers. From cheeses by Homewood, meat from both Newton and Castlemead & Sandridge Farms, and fish from St. Mawes, Cornwall, Green Park Brasserie ensures to offer the best of both Somerset and the west on their plates.

Getting Here & Hotels

As Londoners, we’re slightly spoiled in that much of the country is within easy reach- and this is certainly the case with Bath. If you don’t fancy the drive, services from Paddington Station will get you there in just under one and a half hours. However, to really make the most of your time here, a daytrip simply won’t cut it. We’ve shortlisted some of the city’s most acclaimed and trendiest hotels to serve as home base during your time here.

The Gainsborough Bath Spa takes its name after the famed artist, Thomas Gainsborough. The hotel, housed in a Grade II listed Georgian building that dates back to the 18th century, is the first five star hotel in Bath for thirty years and the only one in Britain to have direct access to the region’s natural, thermal waters. In keeping with the historic building, the interiors gracefully balance traditional and contemporary touches whilst also displaying historical artefacts such as Roman coins, found during the excavation of the site. The rooms are magnificently composed spaces. Light floods through the large windows, poetically illuminating the spaces’ high ceilings. Muted tones stay faithful to a notable Georgian visual vernacular, whilst features such as the immeasurably comfortable Sealy bed, Egyptian cotton sheets and Asprey Bathroom products iterate the notably five star experience the hotel is renowned for.

Perhaps you’re after something that’s a touch more urban, in which case the Apex City of Bath might just be your ticket. Sporting a gorgeous, contemporary Bath stone façade, the Apex makes a notably urban, modernistic statement from the get-go. This is not to say its metropolitan character skimps on opulence by any means. Liberal use of glass beautifully illuminates the hotel’s interior, bringing to life the marble that the lobby space is clad with. The hotel offers a variety of rooms tailored for different arrangements. All are spacious, sporting moody and atmospheric counterpoints of bright and slick urban tones. Rooms are well equipped, containing televisions with a full Sky package and coffee machines. Bathrooms sport rainforest showers, Elemis bathroom products, heated mirrors –and most vitally, of course, a yellow rubber duck.

If you’re after a hotel with the most picturesque postcode in the whole of Bath, you’ll find The Royal Crescent tough to top. Arcing staircases, oil paintings and saintly chandeliers are just three items that form the notably classical vernacular of the hotel. Rooms situated on the hotel’s ground floor house the Spa and Downer House Restaurants, which compared with the building take on a more contemporary look. The rooms take many forms, ranging from palatial suites that would not look out of place in a Jane Austen novel, to smaller, more affordable spaces on the hotel’s upper floors. The bathrooms feature marble floors, walk-in showers, slippers and robes. Tea trays can be ordered at no extra charge.

Some Thoughts

The great politician and philanthropist, William Wilberforce once said that: ‘Bath the worst of all places to get any work done’ – and it’s not terribly difficult to see why. The city’s astoundingly lengthy history is, by itself, enough to mesmerise and wholly consume a visitor’s time for days, if not weeks, on end. Add the city’s vibrant culture to the mix: a stunning plethora of boutiques, restaurants, breath-taking architecture, grounds and sites of cultural interest to the mix and you’ve got a recipe for a truly special break from fair London.

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Carnival Birthday - Bob x Francesca

Francesca Terwilliger thought back to the months before she'd met Bob. She'd dreamed of marrying soon. She'd wanted someone kind and warm... and who had very rich parents! She supposed Bob matched those criteria. Even though he was often aloof, and distant, he barely told her anything about himself, and his parents - while famous - were also infamous, and had spent most of their fortune on bail from prison. No wonder Francesca had been miserable, when she'd found out the truth about him. "Why should I pity you?" Dame Judith had said. "You started it. If you hadn't had the marvelous idea of doing vendetta, none of us would be in prison right now!" She knew that. But she hadn't known the full extent of Bob's criminal past, back then. She thought they would get away with it. It wasn't supposed to end like this, with all of them in prison. She wished she could start over. Bob had been absent for quite a while. Even Snake was more of a father figure to Gino, than Bob was. She missed him. Wherever Bob was, she could only hope he wouldn't cause too much mischief. She wanted to see him again. It was only a few days until her birthday.

... A parole officer walked down the stone hallway with a quite chipper fellow. Francesca couldn't believe it! If not for the noticable red hair, she could swear it was someone else! This was the cheeriest Bob had ever looked since he was stomping grapes in Italy. He was clean and well-dressed. He was humming, "Good Morning Starshine." He grinned when he saw her. "Francesca! Hello! It's good to see you!" He stepped forward to the prison bars, bouncing in his step as he did so. "Listen. I've got a new job, and I'm inviting you and Gino to live with me." She perked up, her heart speeding in her chest. "Really? That's wonderful!" Bob nodded. "Come, let's go!" She picked up Gino, who was on the bed next to her, and followed Bob and the parole officer. ... Whatever Francesca had been hoping for, it wasn't this. "We are at a carnival, Roberto." She said. "This is a joke, is it not? You were a former clown sidekick; why do you want to return to that life?" Bob shook his head. "On the contrary, my dear. I am not going back to being a sidekick. Instead, I am getting a job as a carny!" He smiled in that simplistic way he did sometimes, in spite of himself. He led her to his carnival stand. It was a simple metal coin fishing stand. "Bob!" She said, utterly in shock. It was a nice stand. But why was he choosing this over a higher career position? She thought a while. Perhaps it was because the parole officer wouldn't let him take a job higher than this? For a moment, she wondered about Bob's early life. Why would he accept a job as a sidekick when he had such high potential? She had to question what Bob had told her about himself, sometimes... (I mean, he had left out all of his criminal background during their entire marriage.) Francesca looked her husband in the eye, her lip pouted out. "I thought you said that you wanted to be a teacher." "No," Bob replied. "Ever since I saw what would happen if I really did kill Bart, thanks to Professor Frink's future-and-possible-future-seeing-machine, I realized that wasn't the occupation I desired. Those students simply would not listen to me!" He shook his head at the awful memory. "But this, I can enjoy." Bob sighed. Secretly, he reminisced about being on Krusty's Show. Sure, it was awful, but it had a certain simplistic charm to it. Bob had enjoyed being a children's entertainer - he truly had. Just not the 'being pummeled for amusement' part. Here, he could re-live the clowniness without any of the torture. Bob's stand was a rip-off, naturally. But, like with Bob's natural charm, it seemed fair. People would fish for metal coins with a magnet, but just as they were about to reel it in, Bob would deactivate the magnet, so the person wouldn't catch their fish and wouldn't win a prize. One had to be very fast in order to catch their fish, and whoever managed to do so would end up hitting themselves in the face with the metal ring. Bob was amused, either way. ... Gino liked playing with Bob's little stand, and Bob always let him win. (He didn't let Francesca win, however.) Bob smiled cheekily, as she gave him a look. "Oh, don't worry, my dear. I got you a special gift for your birthday." He took her to a tent with red and white stripes. Inside was set up a table with paper plates and forks and spoons. There was a large chocolate cake on the table next to it. "One of my best," Bob said, quickly putting away his baker's cap and apron - which he'd left on the bench by accident. Francesca smiled. "It's wonderful, darling!" She was wearing her purple tourist outfit from when she, Bob, and Gino had gone to Great Britain. "I only wish that my friends could be here." Francesca thought aloud. All of her friends lived in Italy. Bob had felt bad that none of his wife's friends could be there for her birthday, since he and Francesca had run off from Salciccia to pursue revenge. "Hey," Bob said. "I know it's not the same, but I invited the other carnies to the party too." Francesca had enough time to email her friends in Italy from her laptop computer, while Bob got everything else prepared. ... Francesca stepped out of her tent for a little while. The fresh air smelled lovely. The breeze blew through her thick black hair. She heard a shout in the distance. She looked up, concerned. There was a goofy laugh that went along with the shout. "Fire! Hoohoohahahahahaha!" Suddenly the tent was blown away, the tarp coming clean out of the ground, its pegs flying about as they were dislodged. The tent flew past her, and a wave of wind blew into her face afterward. The chocolate cake was floating through the air! She realized this too late, and the cake hit her square in the face, like a mudpie. She growled. Wiping off the cake from her face, she saw there was nothing left. Absolutely nothing. All of the party preparations her husband had made were all for naught. She looked around for the culprit. In front of the former tent, there stood a fat clown. He grinned. "Sorry, doll! Thought this tent was empty. I was just testing out my new cannon." He made the same goofy laugh she'd heard before. Then he started to walk away. Francesca's face turned red under the chocolate frosting. "Do you have ANY IDEA," she began, not realizing the clown was already out of sight, "how hard my husband worked to make my party a BEAUTIFUL WORK OF ART?!" Her voice bordered on hysterical. "I didn't even get to BLOW OUT THE CANDLES!!" She panted, and looked all around her. The clown was gone, and the people in the surrounding area didn't even stare; they just walked about and minded their business. It made her want to break down. Her party was ruined, and nobody cared! She sank to her knees, and sniffled. ... After she told Bob the story, he put a finger to his mouth, in thought. "Yes, that is unfortunate..." He pondered on what he should do. "Francesca," he said, taking out his wallet. "You play Skeeball with Gino." He handed her $5, enough for 3 shots. "While I go buy a new cake. Okay?" She nodded. "Okay, Roberto." ... Bob checked his wallet. "And now to buy my wife the best cake money can afford!" To his surprise, his money was all gone! He only had $5 left! He'd never afford a cake with this! But wait - he eyed a bunch of chocolate cupcakes; simple and made by hand. They all had different candy toppings; one had a gummy worm on top. ... Would it be enough? Would it save his wife's party? Better something than nothing, right? ... "Roberto, what are these?" Francesca asked. She eyed the cupcakes in confusion. "Well, you see, Francesca. I had spent so much on the other preparations, I only had $5 left! These tiny cakes were all I could afford," Bob said solemnly. "Oh," she said. Then she made a little smile. "Oh, Roberto. You're wonderful! This really is the best birthday I have ever had!" She kissed him on the cheek. He blushed, his cheeks turning red. It had a stark contrast with his yellow complexion. At daybreak, the other carnies gathered for Francesca's party. They split the cupcakes enough for everyone. "Three cheers for my lovely wife!" Bob said, holding a wine glass. The carnies had let him use some of their wine glasses, for the celebration. Bob had washed before using, of course. The carnies even gave Francesca last-minute gifts and had rebuilt the fallen tent. "Hip-hip-hooray!" they all said. "Hip-hip-hooray! Hip-hip-hooray!" "Thank you, everyone." Francesca said. She fell into silence as she realized everyone's eyes were on her. "I must say, I'm sorry for misjudging you. I came here, to the carnival thinking Bob had made a terrible decision. But I was wrong. This is the best birthday party I've ever had. You carnival folk were wonderful. Helping re-build our tent, and not only coming to the party, but bearing gifts as well! I don't think I've ever felt more welcomed anywhere! Thank you all!" The carnies cheered. Then they drank their wine, watched the birthday girl open her gifts, and then went back to their own carnival stands. The sun was setting. Francesca held her infant son in her arms, and looked up at her husband. "Thank you, Roberto. This was a wonderful party; just wonderful!" She locked her arm with his, and they walked to their new home.